Tuesday, April 20, 2004

quick somebody, say something...something...someting...

Infinate sadness shallow deep

arms and distance endless sleep

she cries at night

for mythical memories

the shape of his chin

the yellow backlight in his eyes

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when someone takes your soul
its forever.

there is no soul left in me.

take my heart
you'll not take my mind

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